The Coast Guard Lyrics – The Game, DJ Drama

Read the full The Coast Guard lyrics by The Game, DJ Drama and Mike & Keys along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy The Game’s music, you can also explore Good Enough and The Assassination of Candace Owens, two other songs by The Game.

[Chorus: Malcolm Mooney & DJ Drama]
Hunters and collectors all come out at night (An eye for an eye, blood for blood)
Hunters and collectors never see the light (You punch mine, I knife yours)
Hunters and collectors all come out at night (You knife mine, I shoot yours)
Hunters and collectors never see the light (You shoot mine, we body yours, Gangsta Grizzillz)

[Verse 1: The Game & DJ Drama]
If you kill my dog, I’ma kill your cat
Welcome back to this gangsta rap (Gangsta)
You ever had some b0mb pu*sy and it felt like that?
Welcome back to this gangsta rap (Gangsta)
Anybody in the world with a Tupac tat

Welcome back to some gangsta rap (Gangsta)
If you ain’t never left the house without your strap
Welcome back, this is gangsta rap (Gangsta)
If you in love with real hip-hop, come get your gold star (Only for the generals)
And I gotta be honest with you, lately with me, it ain’t been nothing but low carbs (You n!ggas’ raps is dietary)
And I usually get excited when n!ggas drop, but so far (You’re boring)
Everything n!ggas creating besides Tyler got me out here with a broke heart (Call me when you get lost, n!gga)
It’s like a preschool playground, who the fu*k set all these low bars?
Albums that don’t chart, beats that don’t go hard
Penned you to be so sharp, but now it’s leaving no mark
What happened to all the Impalas? N!ggas riding around in go-karts
N!ggas used to send direct shots, now they throw darts
Rap n!ggas painting they nails, I don’t want no parts
‘Cause I was part of the cohorts that turned Compton into a snow park
And we can erase the commas now that the money is out in the Ozarks
N!ggas can’t even rhyme (Rhyme) and I put that on my 9 (9)
I put something on your mind just for thinking you were so smart
Take a picture with a Compton courthouse and put it on a postcard
And send it to your mama, sincerely, the Coast Guard (Gangsta)

[Chorus: Malcolm Mooney]
Hunters and collectors all come out at night
Hunters and collectors never see the light
Hunters and collectors all come out at night
Hunters and collectors never see the light

[Verse 2: The Game & DJ Drama]
When I came in, wasn’t no YouTube, barely internet, no Bluetooth
Just me riding around Compton looking for something that I can shoot through
Couple red rags, some blue too, twenty inches on that new coupe
Excited gangbangers looking in awe just ’cause I knew Snoop
Had me a couple dollars, that Aftermath check got blew through
Start zipping up Gucci sweatsuits, gave the lil’ homies my FUBU
And I was still strapped up, on the home court, at the Drew too
I’m just painting a picture for you n!ggas, when they drew, I drew too
And who knew? You knew, like Uno, I draw four
Any color, pull your card, Mexican Mafia your car doors
Triple beams, red beams, light you up like Star Wars
Disrespect the red team, I will break you down like cardboard
Put your body so far
Your mama bent out of shape just like a crowbar
Open the door and see your head inside a Goyard
Fu*k your b!tch in your car then burn it at the boat yard
Then drag it out to sea, a busy week for the Coast Guard (Gangsta)

[Chorus: Malcolm Mooney & DJ Drama]
Hunters and collectors all come out at night (Heavy is the head that wears the crown)
Hunters and collectors never see the light
Hunters and collectors all come out at night
Hunters and collectors never see the light